In fact, Qianyu's smile deepened even more.
He looked at Tang San, who was no longer recognizable as human, as if admiring a work of art he had created himself.
"good."
Qianyu nodded, her tone carrying a hint of appreciation.
"You look much better this way than you did before, with that sanctimonious air."
In the sky.
Upon hearing this voice, Tang San, who had transformed into the Asura God King, suddenly unleashed a violent surge of energy in his eyes, which were already burning with blood-red flames.
That was hatred etched into the very marrow of one's bones.
It is an obsession that cannot be erased even after being torn apart and reassembled countless times.
"Qian...yu..."
Tang San opened his mouth, and the sound he made was hoarse and grating, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.
Every word was accompanied by spurting blood and foam.
"I want to...eat...you..."
There is no reason whatsoever.
Only the purest killing intent.
Tang San let out a roar, and the Asura Blood Sword in his hand instantly grew a thousand feet in size, carrying a world-destroying power as it slashed fiercely at the throne below.
This single sword strike was enough to level the entire Jialing Pass.
The gods of the divine realm did not stop it; instead, they watched coldly from the sidelines.
They also wanted to see what this mortal, who had forced the Asura God to use forbidden techniques, was capable of.
Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike.
Qianyu remained standing before the throne, without even moving an inch.
He simply raised his right hand slowly and gently clenched it in the air.
"Haiyue."
Qianyu called out softly.
"exist."
Empress Haiyue stepped forward, blocking Qianyu's path.
The crescent-shaped magical artifact in her hand emitted a dazzling silver light, and a huge phantom of a full moon appeared behind her.
"Phantom Sea - Fireflies"
Haiyue's clear, cold voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
The next moment.
Countless fluorescent butterflies flew out from the full moon, instantly forming a huge barrier.
Tang San's terrifying Asura Blood Sword struck the seemingly fragile butterfly barrier without making a sound.
It's like throwing a clay ox into the sea.
The violent Asura divine power was instantly dissolved and devoured by a strange force the moment it came into contact with the butterflies of light.
Although Haiyue's face paled slightly, she ultimately managed to block the attack.
With her level 98 soul power, coupled with the divine power bestowed by Qian Yu, and her unique illusionary domain, she withstood a single blow from a God King without being defeated.
"This is the so-called Asura God King?"
Qianyu reached out and supported Haiyue's shoulder, and a warm, gentle force flowed into her body, instantly calming her turbulent blood and qi.
He looked at the ferocious figure in the sky and shook his head.
"Just a beast that relies solely on brute force."
That's all.
Chiyu took a step forward.
With this step, he directly traversed the spatial distance and appeared at the very front of the mechanical behemoth.
He looked at the high and mighty gods in the sky, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Now that all the guests have arrived..."
"Let's begin then."
Qianyu raised her right hand high, then swung it down heavily.
"All troops, attack!"
"Leave no one alive!"
boom--!
With Chiba's command.
The steel torrent on land, the endless warships on the sea, and the several titled Douluo behind them all erupted simultaneously in an instant.
The war has begun in full force.
The sky, which had been illuminated by beams of energy of various colors, suddenly darkened without warning.
This darkness is not the pitch black of nightfall, but a deep purple that sends shivers down your spine.
The clouds stopped moving, and the wind ceased its howling.
Even the originally deafening sound of artillery fire seemed to be forcibly suppressed by some grand will at this moment, becoming weak and distant.
An unprecedentedly terrifying pressure poured down without reservation from the deepest part of the crack in the sky.
If the oppressive aura of Poseidon's arrival was like a mountain, making it hard to breathe...
The aura that descends at this moment is the collapse of the entire sky, which will utterly crush everything in the world into dust.
On the walls of Jialing Pass, the Title Douluos who were frantically channeling their soul power suddenly turned deathly pale.
They were horrified to discover that the circulation of their soul power had slowed to an extreme, making it extremely difficult even to maintain their martial soul true form.
Faced with that terrifying will, their pride and power were as insignificant as ants.
Click—
A crisp sound clearly reached everyone's eardrums.
That was the sound of the sky shattering.
A massive, purplish-black bolt of lightning, like the lash of judgment from the gods, brutally tore through the sky.
Wherever the lightning passed, space was not distorted, but directly annihilated, leaving behind dark and unhealable void scars.
There was no sign of life, only the purest and most extreme desire for destruction.
Under this will, even the mechanical behemoths of Jixia Academy, which were personally crafted by Master Mozi and were known as indestructible, began to emit a teeth-grinding twisting sound from their alloy armor.
This is an absolute crushing defeat in terms of position.
One of the five supreme god-kings of the divine realm, the God of Destruction, has descended.
Surrounded by a sky full of purplish-black lightning, a majestic figure slowly emerged from the depths of the crevice.
He didn't even need to make a move; the space around him automatically submitted and collapsed beneath his feet.
The God of Destruction was dressed in an extremely elaborate set of purplish-black divine armor.
This divine armor was not made of ordinary iron, but was formed from pure destructive mental energy. The surface of the armor was covered with a dark purple aura, and each pattern seemed to seal the wails of a world.
Especially the huge cloak behind him, which moved and fluttered even without wind, and was crackling with countless fine arcs of electricity.
That was the Destruction Lightning, the most domineering force of punishment in the divine realm; touching it meant instant death and annihilation of the soul.
The face of the God of Destruction was shrouded in the shadow of divine light, making it difficult to see clearly.
Only those eyes were frighteningly bright.
Those were not human eyes; they were pupils filled with only destruction and tyranny, reflecting the scene of stars collapsing.
He stood high above the heavens, looking down upon the Douluo Continent, which in his eyes was like an anthill.
Looking at the heavenly soldiers and generals lying in pools of blood, and at the mortals who dared to raise their swords against the gods, the God of Destruction's anger reached its peak at this moment.
The majesty of the divine realm must not be trampled upon.
The dignity of God must not be desecrated.
Since the establishment of the divine realm, no lower realm has ever dared to so openly slaughter gods, or even threaten to attack the heavens.
This is rebellion.
This is a capital offense.
The God of Destruction slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, a dense, impenetrable purplish-black ball of lightning was rapidly condensing.
The entire atmosphere of Douluo Star trembled, seemingly unable to withstand the wrath of this great god.
"heresy."
Two words were uttered from the mouth of the God of Destruction.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was like two heavy hammer blows, striking deep into the souls of everyone.
The weaker Great Wall Guard soldiers, upon hearing those two words, immediately collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from their mouths and noses.
The God of Destruction's gaze pierced through layers of void, locking onto the snow-white-clad man on the throne below.
This is the person.
It disrupted the dimensional order, killed the Sea God, and even forced the Asura God to resort to forbidden techniques.
"You dare to kill the gods and attempt to overthrow the heavens."
The voice of the God of Destruction was devoid of any emotion; it contained only a supreme judgment and ruling.
The destructive divine lightning surrounding him began to surge violently, transforming into countless purplish-black lightning dragons that rolled and roared in the clouds.
"A bunch of ignorant ants who think they can challenge the authority of God just because they've mastered a few tricks?"
"ridiculous."
The God of Destruction took a sudden step forward.
Boom!
The entire wasteland outside Jialing Pass sank several meters instantly under this one step.
Countless cracks spread wildly outwards from Jialing Pass, with underground magma even gushing out along the cracks.
The once turbulent sea now seemed to be held down by an invisible hand, with the seawater no longer crashing against the shore but instead flowing back into the deep sea, defying the laws of physics.
The seabed is exposed, and fish and shrimp struggle and jump in the silt.
This scene resembled an apocalyptic catastrophe.
The power of the God-King is terrifying.
The mere leakage of his aura was enough to change the color of the heavens and earth and turn the universe upside down.
The God of Destruction looked down from above, his divine power of destruction already at its peak. The suffocating purplish-black light completely swallowed the midday sun.
"today."
"I, the God-King, will represent the divine realm to completely wipe you out, and this filthy continent!"
The words fell.
The God of Destruction made a single, half-hearted gesture.
The sky was filled with purplish-black lightning, which instantly converged and transformed into a massive, all-encompassing thunder hand that covered the entire Jialing Pass. With a destructive force, it slowly pressed down.
The air was compressed to its limit, producing a sharp popping sound.
The shadow of death loomed over everyone.
Behind Jialing Pass, in a secluded and dark corner.
The air here is filled with a nauseating, sour stench, a stark contrast to the smoke and blood of the battlefield on the front lines.
Even the destructive pressure that could crush the heavens seemed to be somewhat dissipated by the heavy, foul aura here.
This is a huge pigsty.
Dozens of plump domestic pigs were grunting anxiously. Although they lacked intelligence, they sensed impending doom through their biological instincts.
Among these domestic pigs, a disheveled human figure was huddled up.
Yu Xiaogang's clothes were tattered and covered with mud and unknown filth, making it impossible to tell their original color.
The master who used to always put his hands behind his back to hide his inferiority and vanity is now lying by the trough like a dead dog.
The purplish-black lightning in the sky grew increasingly violent, and the aura of destruction pressed down as if it were a tangible force.
Yu Xiaogang, who had been trembling and delirious under that oppressive aura, suddenly shuddered.
His eyes, which had long been cloudy and filled with dullness and despair, suddenly moved.
Then, a strange red light exploded deep within his eyes.
That was a final burst of energy before death.
He is also a weakling whose soul has been completely twisted by jealousy and hatred, and he unleashes his final madness when faced with a power that can destroy everything he hates.
"roar..."
Yu Xiaogang let out a strange sound that didn't sound like a human voice.
His withered, claw-like hands gripped tightly around a trembling sow beside him.
The sow was startled and tried to struggle, but was violently pushed away by the soul power that Yu Xiaogang unleashed.
Bang!
The sow, weighing several hundred pounds, crashed into the fence, letting out a pitiful scream.
Yu Xiaogang didn't even glance at it.
He used both hands and feet, digging his fingernails into the cracks in the wall, completely unaware even when his fingernails broke and blood flowed freely.
He climbed up the wall covered in pig manure like a crazed gecko.
At this moment, his vision finally extended beyond the towering city walls, revealing the despairing scene in the sky.
That dark purple lightning hand that blotted out the sky, that arrogant god of destruction high in the heavens.
What appeared to be the end of the world to outsiders was, in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, the most sacred radiance.
His face, covered in grime, was contorted with excessive excitement, his features squeezed together, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
"Lord God of Destruction!"
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, revealing his yellowed and broken teeth, and roared with all his might.
His voice was hoarse and harsh, like a rusty piece of iron scraping against glass.
"Kill him! Please, kill him!"
"Tear that beast Qianyu to pieces!"
"I am Yu Xiaogang! I am a master! I possess great wisdom! If you kill him, I am willing to be the most loyal dog in the divine realm!"
He laughed wildly and danced around, completely oblivious to the fact that he was standing on top of a pigsty, with stinking mud beneath his feet.
His frenzied appearance was even uglier than the demons of hell.
However.
Whether it was the God of Destruction high above in the sky, or the pale-faced Title Douluos atop Jialing Pass.
Not a single person would even spare him a glance.
How could the clamor of ants possibly reach the ears of a dragon?
Under that terrifying pressure that could cause the heavens and earth to collapse, Yu Xiaogang's roar was completely drowned out by the violent thunder before it could travel more than a few meters.
But he kept yelling and jumping on that small wall, like a clown performing alone on a doomsday stage.
...
Before Jialing Pass, on a throne with a white jade relief.
Faced with the God of Destruction's almost tangible killing intent and the impending downfall of the sky-covering thunder hand.
Qianyu's expression was as calm as a stagnant pool.
He didn't even look up at the massive thunder, but lowered his eyes slightly, looking at a speck of dust on his snow-white sleeve.
That was some dust that had been shaken off when the mechanical behemoth fired.
"Really..."
Qianyu sighed softly.
He slowly rose from the throne.
His movements were unhurried and elegant, as if he were attending a grand court banquet rather than on a battlefield where life and death were at stake.
This movement instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Sitting beside him, Haiyue's dreamlike eyes showed no panic, only almost blind adoration and love for him.
In her view, once this man stood up, no force in the world could harm him.
Even the supreme god-king of the divine realm cannot do that.
Qian Renxue gripped the Angelic Holy Sword tightly in her hand, her golden eyes fixed on Qian Yu's back.
That was her father.
It is the insurmountable and never-falling mountain in her heart.
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